I Shall Smile When Wreaths Of Snow

If I Had Caused The Cloud, It Was My Duty To Make An Effort To Dispel It.

Proud People Breed Sad Sorrows For Themselves. But If You Be Afraid Of Your Touchiness, You Must Ask Pardon, Mind, When She Comes In.

Sweet Love Of Youth, Forgive, If I Forget Thee, While The World's Tide Is Bearing Me Along; Sterner Desires And Darker Hopes Beset Me, Hopes Which Obscure, But Cannot Do Thee Wrong.

Nay, You'll Be Ashamed Of Me Everyday Of Your Life," He Answered; "and The More Ashamed, The More You Know Me; And I Cannot Bide It.

I Cannot Express It: But Surely You And Everybody Have A Notion That There Is, Or Should Be, An Existence Of Yours Beyond You.